school's out for summer

Okay so whoever did that song, that School's Out song, they need to be hurt. Every single fucking year we hear that song, whether somebody's actually playing it, singing it, writing the lyrics and illustrating them on the board, or quoting it, that's enough. Stop. Stop now.
Yeah and today's the last day of school. Well. For some people. I've got Credit Recovery (which is like Summer School 'cept it's all on the computer mostly I think) and it's from 2-5 so I have to get off work at like 1:50. I'm working now. At the library. I thought it was going to be 10-4 again but instead it's 9-4 so we can help open up. And it's really 9-1:50 for me. Bah.
So today mom lent me money and then later on gave me 5 for lunch even though she thought I was going to spend it on yarn (and I am going to, just not now) and we are going to dad's (no you know what, I was going to capitalize dad but I will not) for the next 10 days, me and Blakery bits, so that should be fun. I am going to install Sims 3, which what don't work here so well, on his computer so's I can have something to do. In between working and Credit Recovery. Funntimes. Oh, I'm taking CRC (they call it CRC but I dunno why, where's the second C from?) because I failed first semester US History. HEY ALSO; I HAVE NOT FAILED ALL MY CLASSES. Let's see. D, D+, A-, P, F, and maybe a D. English, History, Theatre, Aide, Math and Greenhouse. Oy what am I missing? Nothing. Okay. I may or may not fail Greenhouse, I hope not. And Math well I should have showed up now and then. I think Mr. Glenn does not like me. I don't blame him. He's just such a cool teacher I wish he would but I am a huge disapointment to most people anyway.
So where was I? Mom lent me money. So I biked down to St. Vinny's and was going to buy a pair of needles, a bag, and err...a bowtie, at one point I wanted these nifty bowties. Instead I saw this ring: which I cannot take a picture of, but it's like a key wrapped around a finger and it was 6.80 but I hadda have it. I has another ring that's like a nail wrapped around, but it's a bit small and this key one fits noicely. Then I went to Arby's and had that flatbread melt thing which was alrihgt but messy. I was sitting in Arby's alone, eating by myself. Aw. Then I was going to go buy yarn, I don't know what yarn, but yarn (brown for Ten, maybe) but instead I went home.
I think I have to work at 3. Uhhnn. Doing things sucks. Man.